For the trees They breath When I’m drowning and have nothing to say The trees will breathe For me I have so much to say Those who have the strongest roots For me Will say it all And will speak For the trees.
Short poem: Nothing to me Is ever right or good intentioned. Always fantasies of what could have happened. Running from myself the soul is forgotten. In a dream we jump and wake before hitting bottom. But those of us that cannot escape are not… Continue Reading “Jekyl and Hyde”
I wish I was someone else. I wish I was somewhere else. I wish that the feelings I have were enough for today. I wish I could sail away be taken by the sea. Washed with salt and reborn. Reborn from the earth and… Continue Reading “Dark And Light”
Loblolly Pine Virginia Beach, Virginia